This is a continuation of [part 1, which can be found here.](https://old.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/95d0jl/randomly_fucked_my_strictly_platonic_big_titted/)
The next few days were really awkward. We both avoided each other like the plague, which was difficult given that our place was no more than 800 square feet including the three rooms. I mustered up the courage to apologize, hoping that we could at least go back to our occasional chats even if cooking, shopping, and tabletop games were done for. After all we still had at least 6 more months of living together.
I had an opportunity one night. I heard the TV turn on and the unmistakable sound of the Game of Thrones intro (this was back when everyone was watching, rewatching, then rerererererewatching season 1). I opened my door and asked Lindsay if she had some time to chat. She gave me a kind of blank look and said ok. I got about as far as “I’m really sorry, I fucked up and shouldn’t have let that happen.” before tears were rolling down her face. I asked why she was crying, and she explained everything. A few months ago, her boyfriend Josh had asked if they could see other people while they were split up with her going to school. This was her first year not going back for the summer. She was enraged and said no, but couldn’t shake the thought that he didn’t care for her anymore afterwards.
Josh was a bit of a layabout, mid 20s, no ambition, working just above minimum wage in retail and no plans to go to school. He was rapidly gaining weight and living a pretty unhealthy lifestyle. Lindsay said this all built up inside her making her both angry and paranoid, and eventually she became so convinced that Josh was cheating on her that she decided to use me to get back at him. Unfortunately the guilt overwhelmed her and she instead called Josh the next morning crying about how she’d fucked up. And then Josh admitted that he’d cheated on her before even asking her “permission” to see others, and had done it a couple more times since. They both agreed to stop seeing each other.
Then, she explained that while she was trying to “use” me by seducing me, she found that she was actually thoroughly enjoying our time together. Even though it was just a few hours each week and we had almost nothing in common, I still accidentally made more of an effort to do things with her than Josh did. He wouldn’t even come down to visit for a weekend, despite him having a car and her not. Meanwhile we cooked, shopped, and hung out relatively often. She even helped me name the fish in my new fish tank (RIP Arnold the Betta 2011-2015). By the time she had invited me to her room, she was secretly wishing that we were dating instead.
This was a pretty spicy meatball for me to digest so suddenly. I felt a lot of empathy for her, a pretty natural reaction when someone is in such rough shape emotionally in front of you. I realized that all my anger and guilt wasn’t really for myself, it was for her and her actions.. and maybe because I was bitter that she was dating someone that wasn’t me after how well we got along. I realized that was pretty unfair, and now with her explanation that anger had suddenly melted away. I got up and sat down beside her, and gave her a hug, being careful to avoid her jiggly parts so she didn’t get the wrong idea. She cried for a bit longer before calming herself down. We both sat back and watched the rest of the episode like that. At the end, we shared a short and awkward kiss with just our lips, after a few moments of contemplating each other with our eyes.
But Bighugedong69, where’s the porn? I signed up to hear about how you blasted another load all over those huge jiggly tits! Well dear reader I’m honestly not even sure where to go from here. It was almost like we went in reverse. We didn’t fuck that night. The next morning, we cooked breakfast. We didn’t fuck that day either. The day after we went grocery shopping together, but still didn’t fuck. I think we were both just building back up to that comfort level while she got over Josh.
I almost want to stop here, because this was the most satisfying conclusion for me. We had a great summer fling together, and more than once made use of each other’s comforts even during the first semester of school too. But I don’t want blue <genitals> everyone who got this far, so I’ll share what lead up to our second round of sex!
By this time it was mid July. Neither of us had a lot to do, most of my friends had gone out to work the sands and most of hers had returned to the lake beaches back east until the next school year. It was fucking hot. So fucking hot. Now, I keep talking about the stuff we did together.. none of it was really super fulfilling or exciting. They were roommate activities. We hadn’t been on a “proper” date yet. So, why not go swimming in a cold as fuck lake out in the alpine? I asked Lindsay one morning and she thought it was a great idea.
So we packed our shit up right then. Lindsay changed into a blue one piece swimsuit in her room, and I threw on a light white t shirt and some plaid swimshorts. Lindsay looked.. absolutely stunning. She was clearly wearing a swim bra under her one piece for some much needed extra support. They pushed her huge breasts up and squished them out sideways a bit, wider than her chest. They looked snug.. and incredibly uncomfortable. The bottom of the suit was far from conservative, barely covering her little round ass and pretending to obscure it with a silly looking tiny frilly “skirt” attached to the waist.
We chatted flirtatiously most of the way there while listening to music. She had somehow managed to get me to not only appreciate, but actually enjoy K-pop. I asked how her breasts were holding up getting crushed by three layers: bra, swimsuit, and seatbelt. She joked that she wouldn’t even be here in the seat for me to make that comment if her tits weren’t so huge, then countered with a “I’m surprised your cock even fits in those little swimsuit restrainers”, referring to the netting that usually pulls your junk in to hide it. I pointed out that these particular trunks were missing that feature, before demonstrating that fact with one hand.
A couple hours of flirting, K-pop, and shared laughs later we arrived. It was the middle of camping season and this was a popular spot up in the mountains, so we grabbed our stuff and walked a ways around the “beach” to a more secluded spot, where an old tree trunk extended out into the water. The water was ice fucking cold. We were both a bit reluctant to just plunge in after testing the water, so Lindsay came up with a high stakes game. Whoever could walk the farthest out on the log, would get a flash from the other person.
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Let me tell you, that was no simple task. The tree trunk was big, but tapered off quickly and sank below the water for the last several feet. It was slimy and slippery. I went first, got about 2/3rds of the way, then promptly slipped. In an effort to preserve my family jewels from coming to a tragic end on the log, I threw myself sideways and slammed into the freezing water. Falling in cold water like that immediately takes the wind out of you, and illicited a few moments of “HRRLGHBRUBUBUBRRLBLBBRGU-ing” before I found my footing in the chest deep water and waded to the shore. Lindsay was laughing hysterically.
Next it was her turn. She pulled a fast one on me though, and when the log became submerged crouched down and crawled on her hands and knees, ignoring my jeers and cries of bad sportsmanship (but still presenting an excellent view of her wet butt sticking up towards me). The whole point was to avoid the water after all, and there she was pretty much up to her neck in it anyways. She only cared about winning.
Once she managed to crawl back to the shore, she gave me a naughty look. “Well?” she said. I grinned sheepishly, “I mean.. not much to choose from. Either my swim trunks or my swim trunks.” “I wanna see your cute man butt.” I turned around for her, pulled my shorts down until they sculpted my ass, and a second later pulled them back up. “Mmm. Sexy.” Lindsay walked up to me with her lower lip bit, smacked my butt playfully, and we kissed. Deeply this time, arms wrapped around each other, exploring the other’s mouth with our tongues. Her hands continued to grab my ass, and mine hers. We both stopped and pulled away before things got to out of control, but for the next hour there at the beach our glances were fiery with anticipation. Thankfully ridiculously cold water does a great job of suppressing erections.
We drove home with our towels draped over the car seats and wearing only our swimsuits. Lindsay was practically squirming in her seat. I wasn’t doing any better, my cock alternating between hard and semi hard as I drifted between watching the road and looking at her. We walked through the door, and moments later we had grabbed a condom from my room and I was on top of her in her bed, swimsuits still on, kissing her deeply. Fuck it was so good. Her hands ran across my sides, back, ass, and neck while her legs came up and wrapped around me. We both needed this so badly. I groped her tits with both hands while I held myself up on my knees, never taking my lips off hers. Even through two layers of thick fabric you could feel their incredible softness. We both struggled to pull her swimsuit straps off down her arms. I reached around her back and pulled the zipper down, then dragged the rest up and over those huge tits and down her pale white body. As I pulled it from under her ass, she lifted her swim bra off and let her tits spill out of them. God I’d forgotten already how big they were, bouncing back and forth just from the gravity of being released.
Her legs stuck up into the air, and I pulled the swimsuit off her entirely. I ditched my own at the same time, and momentarily took in the sight in front of me. Her delicate lips were parted, drawing in deep sultry breaths while she stared right up at me. She had a slight bathing suit tan now, and her tits were an almost pure white, nippled erect from the stimulation I’d given them. I continued down her body to see that she had been keeping up with the clean shaving of her pussy. One of Lindsay’s hands drifted to her clit, while the other reached for my cock, grasping at the tip. I leaned down and kissed her neck, then the top of one tit, before pushing them together with my hands and sucking on a nipple, twirling my tongue around it and lapping at it. A loud “Mmmmmmmff” escaped her, but her mouth stayed closed. My cock twitched in anticipation of feeling her wet hole close tightly around it. But first, I had a favour to return.
Our last time together, I’d given her a hard balls deep face fucking that she was only happy to serve me. I wanted to repay her, so I dropped my lips to her clit, and began to lick and tease her pussy. Her skin was so soft and smooth that my tongue was happy to explore every inch. She gasped, and then began the comically loud moans from last time. Now I knew I was hitting the right buttons. She wasn’t wet enough to take me yet, so I closed my eyes and buried myself in her mound, reaching one hand up to play with her tits. I occasionally saw her face between them as they bounced around while she slowly grinded her hips into my face. Her lips were soft and sweet, and becoming steadily more slick. I moved my tongue up to circle and tease her clit, and then slid two fingers inside her tight hole. Lindsay through her head back and practically started screaming at this point. I wish I could adequately describe how hilariously loud and nearly pornstar-like her moans were; even the slightest bit of pleasure would elicit a loud “OOOOHHHHHHHH” practically shouted for the world to hear.
After a couple minutes of this, she told me she wanted to cum from my cock. I pulled myself up her body, kissed her deeply on the lips, and plunged my shaft straight in. My tongue had made her wet and loose enough to fit it all in just a few seconds of stretching her out. Her legs and arms immediately tightened around me as she kissed me back, and moaned loudly into my mouth. I wanted to make up for the kids she’d denied me last time. I fucked her missionary like that, one arm around her neck and the other around her back, pulling her tits and face into me. I didn’t give her the hard raw pounding from before, but rather a slow and steady thrust that let her feel every inch slide entirely in and out of her wet opening with each round. We only broke off our kiss to gasp desperate breaths before slamming our lips together again. Even with my best pressed tightly against her, I could feel the weight of her breasts bouncing under me every time my hips plowed into her ass, dragging her nipples across me. After just a couple minutes, Lindsay’s eyes closed and scrunched up just like last time, her hands slammed back against the pillow, and she screamed loudly as her pussy tightened around and massaged my engorged cock with her orgasm. I stopped my thrusting and let her finish to give her recovery time, but her incredibly hot orgasm and her twitching pussy pushed me over the edge. I ended up flexing and cumming inside her moments later.
We cuddled for a while together, before taking a shower and cooking dinner. We fucked again that night and even slept in the same bed. The rest of the summer continued much the same way. We both taught each other new things; first 69 for both of us, first raw fuck for me, first time being spanked with a belt for her, and a few others I’m sure I’m forgetting. Her previous relationship had been her only one, and the sex had been vanilla and infrequent. I don’t think she opened up to me entirely in our short time together, but it didn’t take long for her to ask for me to return to how rough I’d been that very first night, so I’d managed to bring her into a new comfort zone at least. That was clearly a pent up fantasy for Lindsay, and I was more than happy to fuck her throat again while smacking those huge bouncing tits, as well as to see just how fast and deep she could take me slamming my hips against her. The only adjustment I made was.. covering her mouth with one hand, which she seemed to like anyways. Had to do something to keep the neighbours from calling the cops!
By the time September rolled around and our normal school lives began to spin back up, we fell off a bit. Our first two weeks together were full of relentless daily or twice-daily sex, but we were both mature enough to realize that we didn’t have much of a shared future together. We were in very different stages of schooling, with her on her last semester and me pretty much just starting. We also had very little in common. As a result, we kind of naturally devolved into a friends with benefits relationship by the time school started back up.
Super hot! Thanks. Maybe post about the last time you had sex with her?
Did you not subject the 3rd housemate to the loud TV to ‘try’ and drown out your sex noises?
>But Bighugedong69, where’s the porn?
LMAO ?
Great story tho
Did you still talk to her much
This story is one of my faves. I love the Season 1 GOT reference. Laughed when I saw that.
Love the sensuality and sexuality of this story ♥
This reminds me so much of the times i had with my ex fiancé. The passion, the rawness. God i miss it, Great read.
Damn dude you write well. RIP Arnold :(